Wednesday, December 4, 2013

Elder Beck is full!

*Beck Family!*

*So how is everybody doing this fine Christmas season.
Yes, it is officially they Christmas season which apparently means every Hymn
we sing has to be a Christmas one. I dont know if that is a handbook rule or
what, but we obey it strictly. It looks like you guys did great with the
christmas lights, nice design. This week has been pretty good. But i did think
i would die on thanksgiving. For the first time in a very long time, Elder Beck
was completley full, and did not want to eat anymore. We had 3 different
thanksgiving dinners with members. And everysingle person wanted the
missionarires to try everything special that they made. So they would serve us
big plates of food, and then just watch us as we ate it to see if we like it.
that meant there was no getting out of it, you had to eat everything that they
scooped you. And mind you that simply one of these dinners would have been more
than adequate, and would have left me comfortably full. Take that peacful, yet
full feeling at the end of thanksgiving, and multiply it by 3, and you are kind
of getting at what happened to me. The food was good, I cant lie. But by the
time came for us to show up to 3rd dinner, i simply wasnt hungry. In fact, i
was nearly gorged, because at the last home they made us eat a whole freaking
turkey by our selves just split between 4 missionaries. So i really didnt need
any more food, for probably a day or 2, but still we went to our next dinner.

There, i found a new level of how far i can dig to not
offend a member. I ate everything. And i thought i would die. I can only guess at
what my calorie intake for the day was, it must have been outstanding. these
were some of the best members in the ward, and they were all so happy to have
the missionaries over, and to show them how Mexicans have a great thanksgiving
feast, we would have crushed them if we didnt eat it all. So we pushed through,
somehow, we found a way. I went to sleep at 9;45 that night, that much turkey
practically puts you in a food induced coma. They next day, for our morning
excersize, we did the Samoan shake and walked to the stop sign and back. And
that was pushing it. It was an intense day, so very grateful that i can say i
survived it. I feel like im writing about it the way Bear Grylis talks about
when he survives a super dangerous Man Vs Wild episode, but im not kidding it
was on par with that type of experience. Now, there are some other things that
i must write about.

First, we are getting bigger into fmaily history in our
mission, so if you want to send me some cool small storires about grand
parents, and great grandparents that would be cool. I just need enough to fill
the little family history pamphlet that the church makes. Thank you so much family, i love ya'll, you are the
best. *